Cross hovered above me, his lips on my throat as he moved in and out of me.
He’d snuck up when Channing and Heather snuck out. I assumed they went to her house, probably so they didn’t have to be so quiet. Her brother technically stayed with her, but I knew there were nights he wasn’t there. Tonight was probably one of those nights, and they thought they could wait till after three, making sure we kiddies were good and asleep and ignorant of them creeping out. But they were idiots—idiots I wasn’t going to educate.
No way.
Cross slid right back inside, moving nice and slowly—delicious. He moved his mouth to the other side of my throat, his hand and thumb rubbing over my breast. When he’d slipped inside, I thought it’d be a rough and hard ride. He’d been hungry earlier, but I was surprise
